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Santa'sElf wrote:Hmm... just where did you get the name JAK? I was under the impression that that I made up that name, of course so many people have copied it by now that I am not suprised you would use it...

D3V0N wrote:You don't know Jack.

I know Jack.

/shirt

Not bad script yo.

mac wrote:i hope you know drugs is for gay bobs

anyway if anyone posts stuff about drugs and flames and doesnt give me feedback your homosexual

MasterChief2552 wrote:

mac wrote: Jackal Base
0800 hours

Jak sat down and held his head. It was an exhausting week of moving supplies. After a flame war with the elites, both sides had some serious rebuilding to do. The battlefield was torn apart, and newbies to who just entered as grunts were torn apart violently, but some elites stcuk up for their lower grade pests. The jackals behind Jak were moving boxes full of plasma pistols, a weapon not to strong of flaming, but gave zesty comebacks. One of the battlefield's greatest concerns was the holy flamethrower. It could throw flames like a pissed of monkey with a bag of shiney objects. Kakeye and his squad are currently in command of the flamethrower search team.

Jak decided to set up a perimeter of mines, so if a flamer attacks, they'll be blown to bits. He ordered his squad to plant some mines around the base. After that order, Jak walked up to the scope and spotted some lone grunts wandering about, trying desprately to flame some other grunts. Jak smirked and loaded up his rocket hog and drove over there. "Whats the problem maggots?" Jak shouted to the estaticed grunts. "None of your buisness you mohawk wearin' pig!!" After that remark, Jak pulled out his plasma rifle and shot the grunt in the face with old school flames that would never work against the elites, but were totally effective against the grunts. The grunt pulled himself up and dragged his carcass permeantly out of the battlefield. He chucked a few plasma grenades at the other scattering grunts, but they ran away. "Don't make me chase you!" the sadistic Jak shouted. He kept driving until he reached a barrier. Several banshees flew out of holes in the structure. It was a trap. One jackal couldnt stand a chance against a group of flaming elites. So he called in backup, a team of special op hunters. It would take 10 minutes before the powerhouses that could easily decimate these minor elites get here. So Jak held his own by shooting some bursts of a fully loaded rocket of flames at the flyers. He hit one of them, making the minor elite fly out of the destroyed banshee. That banshee bursted into flames and landed on 2 other crafts. All the elites that flew out of their banshee's ran out of the battlefield. They'll come back after a rest. There were still 6 more banshees left. Two of the banshees landed and the elites jumped out, wielding plasma swords. Jak's shield would never stand a chance against the plasma swords. So the elites cornered the frightened jackal against the structure. Jak desprately attempted firing his plasma rifle, but the elites got right back up. Jak fired his last bolt and then hid behind the shield. This was the end. All of a sudden Jak saw a huge shield pierce through one elite, and the other got charged at. The hunters have arrived in a shadow. "Yes!!" A hunter tossed the jackal a small fuel rod and all 13 hunters and Jak, plus the shadow, fired at the grunts and banshees. The enemy retreated. Jak ran back to the Shadow and they all flew back to base. "Phew!" Jak exclaimed.

as the shadow retreated back to base, Jak calmed down. he knew that he had just barely escaped with his life. he decided to launch a sortie againt the basde. he woul go in with a small battalion of his top jackals and draw the enemies out. mean while, as the gates opened to release the banshees, hunters would fastrope in and blow open a hole in the outer perimiter. the remaining forces would storm in and take the base. the plan seemed good enough. now all he had to do was implement it.

mac wrote:still n00bish